Elton JOHN


The Captain & The Kid

(2006)



1. Postcards From Richard Nixon 5'15
(Elton John / Bernie Taupin)
2. Just Like Noah's Ark 5'33
(Elton John / Bernie Taupin)
3. Wouldn't Have You Any Other Way (NYC) 4'38
(Elton John / Bernie Taupin)
4. Tinderbox 4'26
(Elton John / Bernie Taupin)
5. And The House Fell Down 4'48
(Elton John / Bernie Taupin)
6. Blues Never Fade Away 4'45
(Elton John / Bernie Taupin)
7. The Bridge 3'38
(Elton John / Bernie Taupin)
8. I Must Have Lost It On The Wind 3'53
(Elton John / Bernie Taupin)
9. Old '67 4'01
(Elton John / Bernie Taupin)
10. The Captain And The Kid 5'01
(Elton John / Bernie Taupin)

Total Time: 46:01


  • Elton John - Piano and Vocals
  • Davey Johnstons - Musical Director, Guitars. Banjos, Mandolins. Harmonica and Background Vocals
  • Nigel Olsson - Drums and Background Vocals
  • Guy Babylon - Arrangements and Keyboards
  • Bob Birch - Bass and Background Vocals
  • John Mahon - Percussion and Background Vocals
  • Matt Still - Background Vocals
  • Arthur - Woof-Bells

    Produced by Elton John and Matt Still
    Recorded and Mixed by Matt Still
    Assistant Engineer - Tom Rickert (Atlanta)
    Assistant Mix Engineer - Dan Porter (London)
    Mastered by Bob Ludwig
    Management - Merck Mereuriadis, Frank Prealand and Keith Bradley

    Director of ops - Bob Halley
    Studio Co-ordination - Adrian Collee
    Guitar Tech - Rick Saiazar
    Drum Tech - Chris Sobchack
    YAMAHA DC7 Disclavier - Courtesy of
    YAMAHA INTERNATIONAL

    Recorded at CENTER STAGE, Atlanta
    Mixed at
    TOWNHOUSE STUDIOS, London
    Mastered at
    GATEWAY MASTERING STUDIOS, Portland, Maine

    Thanks To:

    Chris Gerro and Doug Crider
    Piano Logistics - England Pianos, Atlanta
    Piano Tuner - Andy Williams

    At CENTER STAGE:

    Josh Antenucci - Manager
    Lucy Lawler - Admin
    Kent Smith - Production Manager
    Eric Lichtfuss - Security
    Johanne Green - Catering
    Kim Williams, Ilya Tarassuk - Runners
    Keith Johnson - Atlanta Police liaison
    Shipping - ROCK-IT CARGO Todd Haney (Atlanta) and Alan Dunrrant (UK)
    Travel - Scott Ames

    Suppliers:

    For Elton - Yamaha Pianos and Electronics
    For Bob and Davey - Kaman / Ovation / Takamine Guitars, Gibson Guitars, Fender Guitars. Hughes & Keltner Amps. Dean Markley Strings, Ernie Ball / Music Man Co., Dunlop Mfg. Co, Groove Tubes, and Guitar Center (Hollywood & Atlanta)
    For Nigel and John - DW Drums, PAISTE Cymbals, VIC FIRTH Slicks, LATIN Percussion. YAMAHA Drums and Percussion, ZILDJIAN Cymbals

    Art Direction and Design - David Costa for WHEREFORE ART ?, London with Thanks To Sian Ranee and Nadine Levy, and acknowledging the special talents of Emil Dacanay.

    Main Cover Photography: Elton and Bernie at WOODSIDE and The SANTA YNEZ VALLEY - Ryan McGinley

    All other Photography courtesy the Elton John Archive, including work by David Bailey, Bryan Forbes, Mark Caulfield,
    Patrick Demarchelier, Emerson Loew, Jill Furmanovsky, Greg Gorman, Peter Lindbergh,
    Barry Morgenstein, Philip Ollerenshaw, Terry O'Neill,
    Herb Ritta, Michael Ross,
    Juergen Teller, Mark Weiss ...
    with apologies to those whom we may have missed in error

    Archive Photos and Materials with the assistance of and with thanks to Laura Croker

    "Across The River Themes" & "12" ARE NOT INCLUDED IN ALBUM

    All Songs Written by Elton John and Bernie Taupin
    Published by
    HST MANAGEMENT Ltd. / ROUGE BOOZE Inc.

      ELTON
      Thanks To David Furnish, Merck Mercuriadis, Frant Presland. Keith Bradley, Bob Halley, Todd Interland, Adrian Collee, Uura Croker, Maureen Hillier, Scarlett Ukin, Sam Scolt, Tina Chang, Vanessa Vellucci, Marty Maidenberg, Jon Howard, Gary Farrow, Fran Curtis, Howard Rose, Allen Grubman, Doug Morris, Jimmy lovme, Steve Berman, Lucian Grainge, Jason lley, James Blunt, Just Jack. Chris Page, Jane Jackson, Sandra Brant, Ingrid Sischy, David Costa, Ryan McGinley, John Fallows, Mike Hewitson, Lucy Hernandez, Erica Farfan, all at 21st ARTISTS, Elton JOHN AIDS FOUNDATION UK & US. ROCKET PICTURES and WOODSIDE, Nice, Queensdale, Venice & Atlanta, Arthur, Marilyn, Dennis, Joseph, Bruce, Sandra. Graham, Lira, Jack, Colin, Daphne, Duncan, Stephen, Brian, Daniel, Margaret, Gianni, Lulu, Bobby, Janet, Tracey, Sam. Jake, Dinos & Sylvia

      To The SCISSOR SISTERS, The KILLERS, Rufus Wainwright and Ray Lamontagne for inspiration

      To Davey Johnstone, Nigel Olsson, Bob Birch, Guy Babylon and John Mahon lor being so special and Matt Still who is a genius.

      And To Bernie Taupin and especially Merck Mercuriadis for the idea of compliting the cycle.

      BERNIE
      Over the years somany many have come and gone, eich in their wn way piaying a part, I wish to acknow edge them all for their contribution and thank them for whatever it was they provided, be it pleasure, pain, retributon r inspiration. Even the darkest hears have made me a better man. To those wh never made it through and whose souls ascended too soon know I still carry you in my heart. Michelle, Cynthia, John & RT you will always sleep with angels.

      This album is dedicated to my family and friends.

      Some of you are JB, Weenie, Play D, Fleece. Milster & the Ghetto Pup. Randall, Cam, G Man, Doc Gaffney & the PBR. Zoe O, Hayley Mam, Nonna Sparks, the Pit Master & Man O' Man. Big Mikey Nance, Senor Sanchez, Juanito. Al, Sandi & Samson. And finally the fabulous Trout, the ever-present Gunner, Nub, Bunk and the Banana and Suge's very own H-Bomb and the Critter.

      And finally the faboulos Trout, the ever-present Gunner, Nub, Bunk and the Banana and Suge's very own H-Bomb and the Critter.

      The Captain & The Kid




    1. Postcard From Richard Nixon

      We heard Richard Nixon say,
      "Welcome to the USA"
      The common sense I somtimes lack
      Has opened up a seismic crack
      We've fallen in and [ can't pull back
      And I guess we'll have to stay

      In open arms we put our trust
      they put us in a big red bus
      Twin spirits soaking up a dream
      Fuel to feed the press machine
      After years that were long and lean
      We're finally on our way
    And Richard Nixon's on his knees
    he's sent so many overseas
    He'd like to know if you and me
    could help him in some way
    A little camouflage and glue to mask
    the evil that men do
    A small diversion caused by two
    Pale kids come to play
    And we heard Richard Nixon say,
    "Welcome to the USA"
      Neither of us understood
      the way things ticked in Hollywood
      We just loaded in and grabbed the bat
      With little room to swing the cat
      And pretty soon we were "where it's at"
      Or so the papers say

      And all around us suntanned teens,
      beauty like we'd never seen
      Our heroes led us by the hand
      Through Brian Wilson's promised land
      Where Disney's God and he commands
      Both mice and men to stay
    Chorus
      In a bright red Porsche on Sanset
      I saw Steve McQueen
      I guess he's just about the coolest guy
      I've ever seen
      And for you and for me that speeding
      car is how it's going to be
      I see no brakes just open road
      and lots of gasoline

      Oh, we heard Richard Nixon say,
      "Welcome to ibe USA"
      The common sense I sometimes lacK
      Has opened up a seismic crack
      We've fallen in and I can't pull back

      Pale kids come to play
      And we heard Richard Nixon say,
      "I GOTTA GO BUT YOU CAN STAY"

      Pale kid* come to play
      And we beand Richard Nixon say,
      "I GOTTA GO BUT YOU CAN STAY"

    2. Just Like Noar's Ark

      Ain't it just like Noah's ark
      There's two of every kind
      Pretty boys and girls in drag
      Walking a fine thin line
      Shaking hands and bussing cheaks
      Licking there lips like they could eat
      Me alive in a couple of weeks
      Yea just like Noah's ark

      Italian promotion man
      Chomping a big cigar
      Slapping backs and making cracks
      About the fags in the bar
      Radio boss dippin' his nose in a little white packet
      You can put it out son and we'll all back it
      Yea just like Noah's ark
    And the waves are crashing around us
    But we're ready for the flood
    And we don't need a sign like an alive branch
    In the beak of a snow white dove
    We're not as dumb as we might look
    You can't keep us in the dark
    With me and you it's two by two
    Just like Noah's ark
      These four walls have seen
      The Cockettes and the Casters
      From San Francisco to Ohio
      I've seen beauty and disaster
      Cocky young roosters, little chicks
      Flashing smiles, shaking them hips
      Trying to hook it up for the late night shift
      Here in Noah's ark
    And the waves are crashing around us
    And we're ready for the flood
    And we don't need a sign like an alive branch
    In the beak of a snow white dove
    We're not as dumb as we might look
    Or locked up in the dark
    We can sort out the snakes from the animals
    Just like Noah's ark
      And we wrote it as we saw it from
      the center of the stage
      All access to the liars who claim they wrote a page

    3. Wouldn't Have You Any Otber Way (NY)

      I remember it like it was yesterday
      Snow in the park
      And skaters on the ice
      Long black cars standing side by side
      Leading up the boys at night

      Turned up our collars to the hill of the wind
      Caught an innocent smile
      From a taxi at the lights
      Not something you'd see on a New York street
      It's such an uncommon sight
    But I wouldn't have it any other way
    This city's got a thing about it
    Don't try to understand it
    New York City I'd realty tike to stay
    New York City I wouldn't have you
    I wouldn't have you any otber way
      Oh the subway rumbled underneath
      Italian lights
      Where Joey Gallo died
      And the man on the door down at Fifty-Four's
      Letting only the pretty inside

      I'd wake with a stranger under the covers
      Late in the day
      And longing for the night
      Just like the snowfall there's so many bodies
      But somehow it feels so right
    Chorus
      And I can feel the magic
      And read a million lips
      And no matter what might happed
      They'll never sink this ship
    Extended Chorus

    4. Tinderbox

      Nostradamus said "I predict
      That the world will end at half past six"
      What he didn't say was exactly when
      Was he listening to the radio ?
      Was he listening to the government ?

      Well he got us spooked anyway
      We'd been running hot up until today
      But a wind of change blew across our sales
      We were coasting on a winning streak
      We were kings until the power failed
    We've been living in a tinderbox
    And two sparks can set the whole thing off
    Rubbing up together around the clock
    Lately we've been getting more roll than rock
    You and me together in a tinderbox
    Tinderbox: two sparks can set the whole thing off
    Rubbing up together around the clock
    Lately we've been getting more roll than rock
    You and me together in a tinderbox
      Godzilla came in disguise
      Tore the building down right before our eyes
      Kept the needle out of the red balloon
      Was he worried we might go too far
      Maybe wind up rhyming moon and June

      The sun descends down in Mexico
      While a fancy car back on Savile Row
      Showed the price of lame leads to overkill
      Things are gonna have to change
      Some holes along the road get filled
    Chorus
      Pressure's gonna cook us if we don't unlock it
      Gun's going off if we don't uncock it
      We've gotta climb out of the other one's pocket
      Or we're gonna burn, out on this beautiful rocket

      Tinderbox: two sparks can set the whole thing off
      Rubbing up together around the clock
      Lately we've been getting more roll than rock
      You and me together in a tinderbox
      Tinderbox: two sparks can set the whole thing off
      Rubbing up together around the clock
      Lately we've been getting more roll than rock
      You and me together in a tinderbox

    5. And The House Fell Down

      The sun is up and the shades are all pulled dawn
      I'm more paranoid with every little sound
      Like the leaf blower blowin' the leaves around
      And a siren wailing on the other side of town

      Oh the TVs on and the colors really hurt my head
      If I could think straight I'd wish that 1 was dead
      Or curled up naked In my lover's bed
      Instead I'm hanging over Hell suspended by a single thread
    And I don't recalled who said it at this time That "Your enemies grow strong on what you leave behind"
    I built it up and the wolf he came around
    He buffed and puffed, he buffed
    and puffed, he buffed and puffed, he buffed
    and the house fell down
      With a rolled-up note I'm hoveHng an that line
      Three days on a diet of cocaine and wine
      And a tittle weed just to level me sometime
      I put the clock in (he drawer 'cause I've cancelled out the time

      And still that saying gets inside my mind
      That "Your enemies grow strong on what you leave behind"
      I built it up and the wolf he came around
      He buffed and puffed, he buffed and pufftd, he huffed and
      puffed, he buffed and puffed,
      and the house fell down

      So don't knock on my door, don't try to call
      I'm holed up in this room and talking to the wall
      When you're high as this you think you know it all
      When you're this deep in there's do place else to late
    Chorus repeat

    6. Blues Never Fade Away

      He wasn't famous but I sure did love him
      I've got his picture in a little frame
      He lost his life to a big disease before
      The hows and whys aren't important now
      All that matters is they came around
      And brightened up our lives

      She was twenty-one with her life ahead
      You don't need to know her name
      She breathed her last on the cold
      stone floor of a Hollywood arcade
      But fate's right hand isn't always just
      Puts a lot of pressure on your faith and trust
      She was just a little girl: ain't that enough
      To rage against the day
    And how did we get so luckey ?
    Targets on the rifle range
    Who makes the call and who gets to choose ?
    Who gets to win and who gets to lose ?
    It's like a rolling dice in the helly of the blues
    And blues neverfade away
    Hey hey, hey
    Colors run when the rain falls
    But blues never fade away
      He shone so bright with a lust for life
      Like the Sun King that he was
      His passions hung upon his walls and
      were printed onto cloth
      And for reasons I never understood
      About the choices made between the bad and good
      I've tried to figure out why the pain never goes away
    Chorus
      And there's marble markers and little white crosess
      Along the beaten path
      And I've spread their ashes on the wind
      And I miss John Lennon's laugh
    And how did we get so luckey ?
    Targets on the rifle range
    Who makes the call and who gets to choose ?
    Who gets to win and who gets to lose ?
    It's like a rolling dice in the helly of the blues
    And blues neverfade away
    And how did we get so luckey ?
    Targets on the rifle range
    Who makes the call and who gets to choose ?
    Who gets to win and who gets to lose ?
    It's like a rolling dice in the helly of the blues
    And blues neverfade away
    Hey hey, hey
    Colors run when the rain falls
    Blues never fade away

    7. The Bridge

      I've seen the bridge
      And the bridge is long
      And they built it high
      And they built it strong
      Strong enough to hold
      The weight of time
      Long enough to leave
      Some of us behind
    And every one of us
    Has to face that day
    Do you cross the bridge
    Or do you fade away ?
    And every one of us
    That ever came to play
    Has to cross the bridge
    Or fade away
    Standing on the bridge
    Looking at the waves
    Seen so many jump
    Never seen one saved
    On a distant beach
    Your song can die
    On a bitter wind
    On a cruel tide Chorus
      And the bridge it shines
      All cold hard iron
      Saying come and risk it all
      Or die trying
    Extended Chorus

    8. I Must Have Lost It On The Wind

      I'm no longer counting; I'm not keeping score
      I could say my list of lovers doesn't matter anymore
      But some are always in my heart
      And some I'm not so sure
      Either way they all left there mark
      And for some I found a cure
    And from one you learn something
    And another you learn, nothing,
    And there's one who might teach you everything
    But before I learned to listen
    And if indeed someone said it
    Then I guess I must have lost it on the wind
      Back when I was younger each one was a prize
      Love just came along and hit you
      right between the eyes
      And one was just a trophy catch
      And one was like a curse
      Some would want to bleed you dry
      Some might quench your tnirst
    Chorus repeat
      In cold water I went fishing
      In warm seas I cast a line
      And swore the heart I was reeling
      in was perfect at the time
      You couldn't tell me I was wrong
      You couldn't tell me anything
      And if you did then I guess I must
      have lost in on the wind

      And if you did then I guess I must
      have lost in on the wind (repeats)

    9. Old'67

      Hey, how about this
      A little conversation tonight
      Thinking aloud how we struggled to find
      Our place in the dizzy heights

      Don't often do this
      We never really get the chance
      Nearly froze to death on Oxford Street
      Now we're sitting in the South of France

      Talking through the evening
      It's good to shoot the breeze
      Just you and me on a balcony
      And cicadas singing in the trees
    Old '67 what a time it was
    What a time of innocence
    What a time we're lost
    Raise a glass and have a laugh
    Have a laugh or two
    Here's to old '67
    And an older me and you
      Sentimental twilight
      Conversing on those virgin days
      Laughing about how the two of us sound
      Like a Tennessee Williams play

      That we can get together at all
      For in between the saddle and the grand piano
      We can read the writing on the wall

      Talking through the evening
      Sitting here side by side
      Just you and me on a balcony
      It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
    Chorus repeats

    10. The Captain And The Kid

      I've been out here on this road some
      Can't help feeling I've been showing my friends around
      I've seen it growing from next to nothing
      Into a giant eating up your town

      Called up the tealeaves and the tarots
      Asked the gypsy what she sees in the palm at our hands
      (Oh yeah)
      She saw a mountain and wild deer running
      A crazy kid becoming a better man

      But we stuck around for the fireworks
      Waiting to explode
      Shaped our futures, you a Tumbleweed
      And me on a Yellow Brick Road
      Pleasing the people some of the time
      For better or for worse
      An urban soul in a fine silk suit
      And a heart out west in a Wrangler shirt
    And you can't go back and if you try it fails
    Looking up ahead I see a rutty nail
    A sign banging front it saying "Truth for sale"
    And that's what we did
    No lies at all just one more tale
    About the Captain and the Kid
      We've been missing at times in action
      Can't imagine what he said he might do for you
      (Oh yeah)
      The devil got to come to the party sometimes
      But he never got to wear our shoes

      Oh we've conjured up what we created
      Way back then when I was standing up in six-inch heels
      Now you're riding off into the sunset
      And I'm still spinning like Catherine wheel

      But we stuck around for the battle
      Waiting for a plan
      To turn you into the Brown Dirt Cowboy
      And me into a Rocket Man
      It pleases the people some of the time
      Digging into our roots
      But I got a brand new pair of shoes
      And you're on a horse in your old cowbir boots
    And you can't go back and if you try it fails
    Looking up ahead I see a rutty nail
    A sign banging front it saying "Truth for sale"
    And that's what we did
    No lies at all just one more tale
    About the Captain and the Kid

    Chorus repeat

    << Across The River Thames >>

    Good taste at times I've sometimes lacked
    I won't deny the truth
    1 got dressed up as Donald Duck
    Making up for my repressed youth
    Disco balls and spandex pants
    On questionable friends
    Disco died but the fog still rolled
    across the River Thames

    Snarling they just came along
    And cut us to the quick Called us a bunch oi dinosaurs
    And give us a load of stick Told us that the times was changing
    And all good things must end
    But I'm still here and the fog still rolls
    across the River Thames

    Nelson's on his column
    Ravens are in the Tower
    Big Ben's never tost his voice
    Chimes on every hour
    And the fog stitl rolls off the
    River Thames
    The forecast calls for rain
    London Bridge ain't falling down
    And some things never change

    The black-faced boys were holding tight
    And Thatcher's in a noose
    Hair got teased beyond belief
    In the age of the golden goose
    The new romantics claimed the throne
    And we were wondenng when
    But they lost their crown and

    the fog still rolled across
    the River Thames

    Nelson's on his column
    Ravens are in the Tower
    Big Ben s never lost his voice
    Chimes on every hour
    And the fog still rolls off the
    River Thames
    The forecast calls for rain
    London Bridge ain't falling down
    And some things never change

    Big bold letters screaming out
    A scandal in the house
    Dogs without their vocal chords
    Careers going south
    What the eye can't see the eye invents
    The truth was meant to bend
    But nothing changed and the fog still rolled

    across the River Thames

    Nelson's on his column
    Ravens are in the Tower
    Big Ben s never lost his voice
    Chimes on every hour And the fog still rolls off the
    River Thames
    The forecast all for rain
    London Bridge ain't fatting down
    And some things never change

    << 12 >>

    The world is changing
    We're getting older
    Simple things are hard to find
    Hope they remember
    What we did here
    The ones we leave behind

    That's it I guess
    It's been some trip
    But we'll just shrug and say
    It's just my jon
    It's all I know
    I hope we did OK